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... morning , it did not prevent their being astir , and abroad early ; but early as they were , Tim had gone off before them . It was the day fixed for the nomination , and the " Lambs " mustered in force . It was a gay day for all such as ...
... morning , it did not prevent their being astir , and abroad early ; but early as they were , Tim had gone off before them . It was the day fixed for the nomination , and the " Lambs " mustered in force . It was a gay day for all such as ...
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... morning , and he would see if he could do something for him . Then they parted , father and mother to their own home , leaving the child they loved so tenderly , and mourned so deeply , sleeping under the stars . " I should know her ...
... morning , and he would see if he could do something for him . Then they parted , father and mother to their own home , leaving the child they loved so tenderly , and mourned so deeply , sleeping under the stars . " I should know her ...
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... morning Tim opened his eyes , shook himself , and was then ready to keep his appointment . Nell was sleeping later than usual , probably through thinking so seriously over night . When , however , she did awake , she was greatly ...
... morning Tim opened his eyes , shook himself , and was then ready to keep his appointment . Nell was sleeping later than usual , probably through thinking so seriously over night . When , however , she did awake , she was greatly ...
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... bad enough , but that he should dare to speak of Mr. Snowden so lightly was not to be forgiven . He would have kicked him down the broad flight of steps at once , but his master had that morning said , " If 42 The Vagabond .
... bad enough , but that he should dare to speak of Mr. Snowden so lightly was not to be forgiven . He would have kicked him down the broad flight of steps at once , but his master had that morning said , " If 42 The Vagabond .
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Mrs. F. Marshall Ward. but his master had that morning said , " If a little ragged boy calls to - day , show him in to me . " " Well , old thick - head , " said Tim , who was growing impatient , " are you going to show me to your master ...
Mrs. F. Marshall Ward. but his master had that morning said , " If a little ragged boy calls to - day , show him in to me . " " Well , old thick - head , " said Tim , who was growing impatient , " are you going to show me to your master ...
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Page 127 - And he look'd at her and said, " Bring the dress and put it on her, That she wore when she was wed.
Page 174 - Fair was she to behold, that maiden of seventeen summers. Black were her eyes as the berry that grows on the thorn by the wayside, Black, yet how softly they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her tresses!
Page 171 - If I am right, Thy grace impart, Still in the right to stay ; If I am wrong, oh, teach my heart To find that better way.
Page 379 - They gathered round him on the fresh green bank, And spoke their kindly words; and, as the sun Rose up in heaven, he knelt among them there, And bowed his head upon his hands to pray.
Page 147 - BETWEEN the dark and the daylight, When the night is beginning to lower, Comes a pause in the day's occupations, That is known as the Children's Hour. I hear in the chamber above me The patter of little feet, The sound of a door that is opened, And voices soft and sweet.
Page 134 - And shouted but once more aloud, "My father! must I stay?" While o'er him fast, through sail and shroud, The wreathing fires made way. They...
Page 182 - Died on his lips, and their motion revealed what his tongue would have spoken. Vainly he strove to rise ; and Evangeline, kneeling beside him, Kissed his dying lips, and laid his head on her bosom. Sweet was the light of his eyes ; but it suddenly sank into darkness, As when a lamp is blown out by a gust of wind at a casement.
Page 147 - O'er each fair sleeping brow, She had each folded flower in sight— Where are those dreamers now? One midst the forests of the West, By a dark stream, is laid ; The Indian knows his place of rest Far in the cedar shade. The sea, the blue lone sea, hath one, He lies where pearls lie deep, He was the loved of all, yet none O'er his low bed may weep. One sleeps where southern vines...
Page 384 - Yes," cried the lad with upraised finger, "Ellen Jones is singing what I must do." Mr. Welburn listened, when the clear contralto tones of a girl's voice was heard singing, ' ' Oh ! rest in the Lord ; wait patiently for Him ; and He will give thee Thy heart's desire.
Page 345 - Thy sinless land, Which eye hath never seen. Visions come and go; Shapes of resplendent beauty round me throng, From angel lips I seem to hear the flow Of soft and holy song.